The top of the death god.

    A new upper class that appeared in Noktar and has been taking unconventional steps since its establishment. It started with the absorption of the Duke of Noktar’s popular bar, Yaehoe.

    The center where the city’s information and connections are intertwined. The upper echelons of the messengers absorbed this place and took control of the information network, and began to dominate both the axes of commerce and information.

    This allowed us to stay one step ahead of our competitors.

    The second was the full support of Baron Bardelli. First, he sold the collections in the upper basement of the Desert Rose for a high price to raise funds, and then he built a building on the site of the Desert Rose Merchantship.

    In addition, it was possible to enter the aristocratic society through Baron Bardelli and Narsha’s connections. This omitted the time and money that ordinary upper-class people would have to spend to do business with the aristocracy.

    Thanks to this, he was able to build good relationships with the nobles and make deals. He came to dominate the market throughout the city, including the upper class.

    Of course, if you get this far, you might even be able to reach the top of some continent.

    But Narsha was capable, and the upper echelons of the Shinigami had a business strategy that no one in the world could imitate.

    Elf.

    It’s not like she was just serving drinks to the silk elves. It was just an act to attract attention in the beginning. What Narsha was interested in was the elf spirit.

    Spirits that contain the power of nature. They show great strength in combat, but when taken apart one by one, they are optimized for farming.

    He makes the land fertile with the spirit of abundance, and makes it rain with the spirit of water. A huge farmland is created in the once barren Noktar.

    They give jobs to slum dwellers who wander the back alleys and give them money for their work. As money comes in, the market economy becomes active.

    Noktar began to come to life. The person who would be most delighted by this was none other than Baron Bardelli.

    “Hahaha! I never thought my territory would be filled with such energy. Young-ae Brian, it’s all thanks to you. As expected, my eyes haven’t become dull yet.”

    “Don’t mention it.”

    “You don’t have to be humble. You have accomplished what neither our father nor our grandfather could. Count Brion has raised his children very well.”

    The Baron’s mouth grew so wide that it couldn’t get any bigger. Lately, every day has been fun. Unlike the Baron, who laughed until his mouth was split open, Narsha didn’t show any reaction.

    “Brian Youngae. What happened to the last time I told you to think about it? Have you thought about it?”

    “Yes.”

    “What do you think? Would you like to meet my son?”

    Baron Bardelli has two sons and a daughter. Compared to Narsha, the daughter of the count, he is not very tall, but he is still a tall man.

    I don’t think it’s very likely, but you never know what happens between a man and a woman. It’d be nice if it happens, but it’d be a shame if it doesn’t.

    “I will refuse. I have no intention of doing so.”

    “Hehe, my sons are far inferior to Youngae, but it still hurts my heart as a father to reject her so abruptly.”

    “I’m sorry.”

    Although the meaning of, ‘Isn’t that a bit harsh?’ was implied, Narsha only apologized and didn’t correct herself. Her expressionless gaze was still directed diagonally.

    As if it were your fault for making such a suggestion.

    The Baron couldn’t say anything. Even though Narsha didn’t have a title yet, Eul was a Baron.

    Narsha was donating her talent, but if she left, only the Baron would suffer.

    “Young-ae, aren’t you taking it too seriously? I was just joking. Just joking.”

    The Baron had to laugh it off and laugh it off.

    Narsha put down her teacup and stood up from her seat.

    “Are you going already?”

    “Because I can’t leave my seat for too long.”

    “I’ve been holding on to the top for too long. Be careful.”

    Narsha stops as she leaves the VIP room. Baron Bardelli tilts his head.

    “What’s going on?”

    “I am not the head of the household. There is a head of the household. I was just acting as his representative for a while.”

    Narsha left after saying those meaningful words.

    The VIP room where Narsha left. Baron Bardelli met eyes with the chief secretary.

    “Was there a separate upper case at the top of the messenger?”

    “Well, this is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

    If not Narsha, who else is the master of the upper ranks? Who on earth is the daughter of some terrifying Count and an elf?

    Narsha’s bombshell remark left the Baron scratching his head for a while.

    ***

    “Are you here? You’ve worked hard this week.”

    Where the top of the Desert Rose once stood.

    The top of the statue of the messenger erected there.

    Arphia welcomes Narsha back to the top. Narsha has just returned from a business trip to another city to conduct business with the top.

    “Did something make you feel bad?”

    “The Baron asked me to meet his son.”

    “That’s good. How about getting married while you’re at it? I’ll bring the elves and spirits and give them blessings. Leave the upper part to me.”

    “ Okay. If I leave it to you, it will go down in flames in one day.”

    “Then I’m sorry.”

    Wow.

    Arphia munching on cookies. Narsha looked at her appearance.

    The image of a freeloader lying on the sofa and eating cereal cookies. Some people are busy working all day, while others are lying down and not moving at all.

    “Aren’t you working?”

    “I told you not to do it.”

    Arphia was really bad at work. He ruined everything he touched, so it wouldn’t be strange to call him the Hand of Midas.

    So Narsha handles most of the upper-level work. Narsha has been educated since she was young and has talent, so this is how it is. If it were anyone else, they would have failed long ago.

    The only person that Narsha could rely on was Victor from above. He had the experience of life and the business sense of a bar owner.

    That ability was a passing grade even in the eyes of the lofty Narsha. That was the reason Victor became the manager of the upper ranks.

    Unlike him, Arphia… let’s not talk. Being quiet is what helps.

    “But Miss Arpia, wasn’t it two weeks ago that I was away? I think I was in this position then too.”

    “That’s right? I didn’t move an inch.”

    “So you haven’t washed it since then?”

    “Elves are different from humans, so they don’t have to wash often. Their body odor is always fragrant, and even if they get dirty, they can be washed off with the water spirit.”

    Even though she said that, Narsha’s distorted eyes did not open. A gaze that saw something dirty. Sometimes, there were personal feelings that took precedence over the truth.

    Narsha pulled out Arpia.

    “Follow me. Go wash up.”

    “Ugh~ It’s annoying. I told you I’m really clean, right?”

    “I’m just going to wash up alone, so don’t say anything and just come.”

    ***

    There was a large bathhouse inside the upper building.

    Since all the self-proclaimed slaves at the top were women, the idea was to build a large bathroom and have them all bathe at once.

    However, it was too luxurious for an ordinary bathroom. There were angel statues, marble floors, and expensive luminous stones on the ceiling. It was nothing compared to the bathrooms in palaces.

    Narsha, who was from a prestigious family, was very picky about this aspect. As a noble, it was an element she could never give up.

    “Hoo… .”

    Narsha soaks her body in the bathtub so deep that her shoulders are submerged. She lets out a sigh as the fatigue from her trip melts away.

    It didn’t just end with a feeling. It was a bath made with the power of the water spirit, so it had extraordinary effects. Not only did it relieve fatigue, it was also good for your health.

    You can drink the water you soaked your body in.

    It is a holy water.

    In many ways.

    “Heung~ Heung~”

    Arphia enjoyed her bath, leaning against the edge and exposing her back, as if showing off the brand engraved on her back to someone.

    Narsha didn’t know that it was her. The female body of Arphia, who was originally an elf, possessed a beauty that could not be matched by sculptures.

    A brand engraved on such a body might be a blemish on jade, but it was not to Narsha’s eyes. Rather, she briefly thought that her body without the brand was unsightly.

    ‘When the master comes, should I ask him to do it too?’

    Of course, Arphia’s brand was meant to suppress her pain, but Narsha didn’t know the details.

    As Narsha was carefully examining Arpia’s naked body, what caught her eye was the bandage on Arpia’s arm.

    “Miss Arphia, where are you hurt?”

    “Huh?”

    “I heard you’re wearing a bandage.”

    “Oh, this?”

    Arphia, who checked her own arm, smiled sinisterly.

    “Secret.”

    Narsha couldn’t quite figure out what the secret was. However, she could vaguely read the faint darkness flickering in Arpia’s eyes.

    ***

    Arphia, who had just finished taking a bath, returned to her private room and lay down on her bed.

    It feels good to have a soft body. And unlike before, I don’t feel any pain.

    This is because the spirits that had been constantly running wild are now oppressed by Arphia’s will and no longer dare to attack. They are completely free from pain.

    And Arpia is just so sorry about that.

    Arphia took off the bandage. Then, several scratches were revealed on her white jade-like arm. They were exactly like fingernails.

    If you are in pain and hurt, won’t you come back a little faster? And come back again to worry about you and hold you… .

    The more you hurt, the more I will stay by your side. I will not leave you until you are completely better. I will not be able to leave you. That is why─────

    ‘If you suffer forever, I will stay by your side for the rest of your life.’

    Arphia, who had such a wish, smiled faintly and carved another wound on her body.

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